Confessions Lyrics

[Intro: Bankroll Fresh]
Yeah, haha, man
We done seen this shit
I'm just thankful to just be here to just see it (Mhm)
Live it (Yeah)
Feel it

[Verse 1: Bankroll Fresh]
Shit get hard, but I had to go harder (Harder)
Had to think wise and smarter (Yeah)
Had to play the hard way (Way)
Had to go the hard way (Way)
Had to make my way (Way)
Had to pave a way (Woo)
Had to take away a takeaway
To get me a bigger position to live in
A bigger crib to sit in, a bigger crib to chill in
I'm willin' to do what you ain't (Yeah)
Went and did it, what they didn't, did what they f*ckin' can't (Can't)
Every day I'm makin' trips to the bank
Check deposit, deposit a lot of this garbage
It's a lot of twenties, I call that garbage 'cause that shit really nothin'
I just deposit it in, and then I have somethin' to spend
I had my eyes on a Benz, I know these niggas pretend
I let it go in the wind, watch all my envious friends
I'm stayin' down 'til the end, trap in the cold, love the wind
In the traphouse, plenty of skin, I'm tryna profit a ten
A ten in profit to win, it's good, my nigga, let's win, hah

[Chorus: Bankroll Fresh]
Had to drop down to my knees, pray to my God, God, God, God, God, God, God
I know this shit be gettin' hard, hard, hard, hard, hard, hard, hard, hard
But you know you gotta have heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart
I'm tryna live big and large, large, large, large, large, large, large, large, yeah

[Verse 2: Ques]
Competition from the trenches where niggas just tryna get it
Gotta maintain my pivot and pray that these niggas feel it, see I
Get to checkin', I check these niggas on records
If it ain't directed at us, nigga, we can't respect it
Gave these niggas the God, but beef, I'm sellin' that separate
Leave these niggas for dead, in they feelings and desperate, and it's
Inshallah before we go to war
I'm guardin' Earth, look in his eyes, make sure he see the star
It's a resurrection whenever I'm in your presence Flooded out the Jesús and put Holy Ghost in the necklace, and they
Holler, "Mask on," where your mask at?
And if my bitch f*cked, where the cash at?

[Chorus: Bankroll Fresh]
Had to drop down to my knees, pray to my God, God, God, God, God, God, God
I know this shit be gettin' hard, hard, hard, hard, hard, hard, hard, hard
But you know you gotta have heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart
I'm tryna live big and large, large, large, large, large, large, large, large, yeah

[Verse 3: Bankroll Fresh]
They don't wanna see you make it (No)
They don't wanna see you make it (Hell nah)
They rather see you strip naked and they overtake it (Here, nigga)
I ain't never had to be a f*ck nigga (Nigga)
I ain't never ever been a duck nigga (Not at all, p*ssy)
You'd probably be mad 'cause I ain't f*ck with you (f*ck you)
I'd probably f*ck your sister quicker than the quickies, nigga (Bitch)
I don't give a f*ck about it, I just go hard (Hard)
Do this shit for the family, my lil' girl and my lil' boy (Boy)
Shit get crazy every day, this shit get damn crazy (Crazy)
But I just stay down 'cause I'ma know I'ma make it (I know I'ma make it)
And if I want it bad enough, I'ma take it (Get it)
And if I don't motherf*ckin' take it, then I ain't gon' have it
And that's a lot, you can imagine
Real nigga gon' get it, if I want it, I'ma get it and grab it
Gotta have it, I can do this shit like magic (Woo)
I can do this shit the fastest, I can do it forward or backwards
It's a money thing, and I gotta have it, and I'm an addict

[Chorus: Bankroll Fresh]
Had to drop down to my knees, pray to my God, God, God, God, God, God, God
I know this shit be gettin' hard, hard, hard, hard, hard, hard, hard, hard
But you know you gotta have heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart, heart
I'm tryna live big and large, large, large, large, large, large, large, large, yeah

[Outro: Bankroll Fresh]
Street Money
CEO, nigga
Boss

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